While resting on the mountain road, Wangchen asked Beishui for the name of the master. Beishui told everyone that he was a master who traveled all over the world. He was very good at the skill of the corpse and snail burial. It was indeed a great poison in southern Xinjiang. The master who could cultivate snail burial was not an ordinary person, at least he was also the core figure of the 100-year-old sect. However, that master could resolve it. Beishui was unabandoned by the master since childhood and had the kindness of raising and teaching, so he knew a little about the snail burial. This time, he came to Chu Xunyu and supported a large number of supplies. Beishui decided to help the three of them remove the snail burial.

"Is the master you are talking about the Great Master Gayatha?" Mu Yuan asked excitedly.

"That's not." Beishui smiled and shook his head, "Great Venerable Gayata is deeply loved by the people in southern Xinjiang. He is very powerful, but he is not the only one who can untied the corpse and snail burial. My master's name is inconvenient to tell outsiders, and you will naturally know when you come."

As a result, Beishui's birth background was explained clearly, but Chu Xunyu instinctively felt that this person was not that simple, because speaking for a long time was equivalent to not saying it, and it was of no value. It could not explain the fundamental reason why this person was generous and appropriate in his speech. However, it was difficult for others to force him to not say it. After all, he is here to save him now, so he should hold on first and wait until he sees the master. If the situation is wrong, this guy dares to frame him, then he will have to suffer his life and not be able to bear it.

Along the way, everyone traveled through mountains and rivers, pushed carts and forced a ferry. Finally, they arrived at the destination on the fifth day, came out of the woods, and Beishui pointed to an iron chain bridge in front of them and said, "You will arrive after crossing this bridge."

This place is two high mountains. There is a rushing river water at the foot of the mountain, connected by an iron cable bridge in the middle. The so-called iron cable bridge means that a few thick iron chains are tied on both sides of the cliff and covered with wooden boards. When everyone walks up, a gust of mountain wind will shake around. Mu Yuan lowers his head and looks at it. There are abysses on both sides. If you accidentally fall down, you will be swallowed by the river. He can't help but sigh: "My mother, this bridge is too simple."

Beishui pulled the carriage across the bridge, and it was so shocking that the wooden boards would crack at any time. Fortunately, the group arrived at the other side safely and turned a few small paths. When they saw smoke rising in the valley not far away, and a village appeared faintly. It seemed that it was Beishui's home.

Everyone walked a long way before they arrived at the village. It was as simple as Beishui said. The houses of each family were built of stones, and it was done with thatch. It seemed that Beishui was very popular. When they walked through the house, many children were talking and laughing around Beishui. Of course, they were all in Dai language. Because this place is remote and poor, they can't speak Chinese. Not only that, Chu Xunyu also had a problem, that is, the geographical environment here is low all year round.

,It's cold all year round, but all the children wear very thin clothes. The snot was not because of illness, but because it was shaking cold and it was frozen. At this time, it was noon, and every household was cooking, and a big pot was set on the door, and the children were waiting with bowls. Mu Yuan was greedy by nature, and even if it was poisonous, she couldn't change it. So she stretched her head and looked into the pot. As a result, she not only lost interest, but she sighed. Chu Xunyu asked strangely: "What did you see?"

"One dish and one meal." Mu Yuan shrugged helplessly, "The vegetables are potatoes, and rice is also potatoes. Cook them into a pot and you can't tell what is."

"Don't laugh at me, haven't I said it? If you are lucky, you can only eat meat once or twice a month." Beishui replied while walking in front, "We can only grow potatoes in the fields here, so we eat potatoes all year round."

"How can you eat potatoes just? How can your children grow up?" Wangchen felt compassion behind him, "When this matter is over, we will fund you a large sum of food."

"Then you can help us cut down some trees first." Beishui suddenly made this request.

"Why?"

"I want to make a few beds." Beishui replied, "Because the children and the elderly left behind in the village all year round are all children and the elderly, and they can't do heavy work, so no one has any beds, so they sleep on the floor at home, covered with straw mats and covered with quilts, and you are just here. When the poison is relieved, let's cut down some trees to make beds for them."

Even Chu Xunyu's heart was a little soft. He suddenly remembered that when he was in the beginning of the war, why did Xu Da say that the war was to let everyone in the world have food to eat. Now the Central Plains is stable, so what about these remote areas? Life is suffering and life tragedy are reflected here. Even Gatong sighed that he was not the most bitter. Seeing these in front of him, he could feel very happy in an instant. Chu Xunyu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "If you talk about the most bitter thing in the world, you may not be as good as the leader."

The village is not big, with only a dozen families in total. Beishui found an older man to speak in Dai language, and the old man thanked Lianlian for collecting the food and dividing it. Beishui moved his shoulders and said to Chu Xunyu and the other three, "I will take you to detoxify."

So he took the three of them through the village to a river in the nearby mountains. It was not very far away. There was a cave with branches and leaves at the entrance. He asked Chu Xunyu and the other two to wait at the door. He went in and informed him first. After a while, he signaled Chu Xunyu and the other two to go in, and he was just outside the door with Ga. Chu Xunyu tightened his sword and came in first.

After entering, I was really shocked. The hole was not deep, and it was almost time to come. It was okay to clean up at the end. Some tables and chairs and other simple living utensils, with torches on the walls, and an elderly man sat in the middle. Dai people dressed up with gray hair and beard, motionless. What was most shocking was that his breath was very obvious and told everyone that he was actually a great master. However, what was strange was that although the breath was extraordinary, it was very weak. It seemed that he had reached the twilight years of Fengzhu. He was really a traitor. How could he have a dying situation? Seeing that the old man was motionless, Mu Yuan couldn't help but ask Chu Xun in a low voice: "Is this old man... dead?"

Before Chu Xunyu could answer, the old man took the initiative to speak. He raised his head. Everyone saw his face clearly and not only took a breath of air. It turned out that there was a shocking scar on his left face, with many strange black worms crawling on the wound. The old man's face was full of wrinkles and replied in a hoarse and old voice: "Don't worry, I still have a trace of energy. Three monks from the Central Plains who came from afar, please sit down."

After saying that, three straw mats moved over out of thin air. Chu Xunyu and the other two dared not act rashly, so they quickly sat down and greeted him. The cultivation level of the three of them was not enough in front of the great masters. The old man continued, "Three, I don't ask why you are poisoned. I just want to tell the truth. The corpse and snails in your body have already penetrated into the bones and blood. The danger of life is only a moment. If you come three or five days later, you will have to die."
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